Selûne looked utterly incredulous. "I thought you wanted to take control of the sun?
Wasn't the proof of your dream to become the Sun God Pantheon, leading hundreds of millions of Elves, still right there?"
"That was then." A trace of sorrow appeared on Lathander's birdlike face. "The sun back then was still the original sun!"
"What kind of nonsense is that?" Selûne asked with a frown. "How did I not know I'd made another sun?"
She stood and circled Lathander once before continuing somewhat unhappily, "A new sun would actually be easier to deal with!
In that case, even if Apollo himself wasn't qualified, Ao would definitely have a way to make up the difference.
And his sister definitely isn't qualified to share the moon's divine portfolio on Toril... As an outsider, even if she were willing to protect humanity, there would be no place for a racial Moon Goddess like her.
If the two of them took on the sun's divine portfolio together, that wouldn't be impossible."
"Have you gone stupid, Selûne?" Lathander could not help flapping his wings as he roared, "Who would want the sun Amaunator has taken control of again?
Once he finishes walking his Path of Fate... aside from those few people born of the Greek Pantheon who are immune to everything, who would be willing to take over for him?"
Hill pursed his lips, restraining the urge to burst out laughing. It seemed Lathander believed Amaunator would certainly turn his Path of Fate into a Path of Filth.
Filthy enough that he did not even dare think about it, filthy enough to be mentioned in the same breath as Rose.
In some respects, Amaunator truly was somewhat unrestrained by any taboo.
Besides, Lathander had once genuinely believed Toril's Sun God had no possibility